Yan Yuan's expression was dark and unclear, but those close to him could clearly see that he was in a very bad mood.
It was as if he was going to get angry at the next second.
However, Elder Mrs. Yan did not have any reaction to this scene. She did not seem to mind that her two biological grandsons had caused such an ugly scene at the birthday banquet.
On the side, Master Tu's expression was inscrutable. He had been in the field of archeology for many years and naturally had good appraisal skills for calligraphy and paintings. His silence at this moment was a little hard to understand.
No one knew that these two elders had secretly exchanged glances. They wanted to bet on how much Yan Ruo would protect Bai Lin.
"Yan Ruo." A bit of sadness and regret appeared on Yan Yuan's face. He said slowly, "You called me er-ge too when we were young. We were still very close then."
When he said this, Yan Ruo immediately frowned.
